01:45 PM.

Change of residence.

On a nondescript corner of Hell's Kitchen 52nd Street and 10th Avenue lies a complex of buildings known only to shapeshifters.

The buildings blend so well into their surroundings that ordinary people don't pay any attention to them even when they pass by.

This concealment is carefully designed through advanced magic and shapeshifting techniques, making it one of the most popular safe houses for shapeshifters.

Sierra Change drove his car along a familiar route to the Change's Residence, a hidden location known only to a few.

As a Thousand Faces and Phantomist, Sierra has a unique ability to change appearance and identity, which makes him a fish in water when it comes to missions.

He is the family's market intelligence gathering expert, who is good at infiltrating different social levels to collect information for various identities and provide data support for the family's business decisions.

At the same time, he is also a member of the Esoteric Cult and Emetic Inducer, and he has participated in the development of a variety of banned drugs in the market, and has deep pharmacological knowledge and magical application capabilities.

He is also a radical conservatist, and he shows extreme opposition and dissatisfaction with the decision to cut off the family from the secret medicine industry, believing that it is an act that goes against the family's interests and traditions.

Serra was one of the most vocal opponents of the family's strategy of retreating, arguing that the family's business interests and traditions should be upheld and protected, even in the face of pressure from the Authority's Municipal Affairs Bureau.

He tries to find support within the family to stop a complete break with the secret medicine industry.

Today, as usual.

Serra stops her car at a stationary gas station to refuel.

The gas station, located on his usual route, has become an integral part of his itinerary, and he considers himself a foolproof trip because he comes here with a different appearance, a different car type, and a different gender.

Behind the counter of the gas booth, the familiar waitress was still at her post, her movements mechanical and skillful, as if this scene had been repeated countless times in her work.

She charged Serra as she did for any regular customer, without any wave.

This is the last toll booth on the main road, signaling that Serra is about to leave the familiar city scene and enter more secluded territory.

He slammed on the brakes, the car slowly stopped in front of the counter, and then he pulled the bill out of his pocket and handed it to the other party as usual.

This simple action has become a habit for Serra, who does not like to pay with [financial card] because it will leave payment information, even if it is an anonymous [financial card].

On this ordinary afternoon, Sierra sat in his Berlin Olympic car, his slightly leaning body and gently rolling the windows to reveal his habitual vigilance.

His eyes were fixed on the waiter at the toll booth, waiting for the change process. Despite the waiter's skillful movements, Serra's vigilance did not completely relax.

However, even then, he fails to foresee what is about to happen - this moment will be the starting point for his endless regrets.

Terra's day-to-day life was as calm as water, and Serra's past business and actions were almost always smooth, and this success had caused him to lose some of that constant vigilance of walking on thin ice.

He underestimated his enemies, especially the Authority's extensive and sophisticated spy network, the decisiveness and decisiveness of their actions, and the unity and strength within his own family.

Just as he was distracted and waiting for change, a hurried and abrupt voice broke the silence of the afternoon.

Bump –

Didi Di Di –

It was the sound of cars colliding, harsh and nervous.

At the same time as the collision, Serra's afterglow captured an anomalous scene outside the car - two cars that appeared to have come out of nothing suddenly appeared in his line of sight, like machines performing delicate operations, sandwiching his car in the middle, causing a violent collision.

He noticed that there was not a single driver in the two cars.

Sierra Change's heart was beating wildly, and his brain quickly analyzed the situation in front of him.

"Cars out of thin air, driverless ......"

The details quickly pieced together in his mind like puzzle pieces, making him realize the truth almost immediately.

"Authority !!"

Bump –

The vehicle he was in was directly pinched, and then quickly deflated.

At the moment when the car was about to explode, Sierra sparked his transcendent Transfiguration abilities. His body began to change rapidly, flowing like mercury, squeezing out of the gap in the car, trying to escape the dangerous zone as fast as he could.

His shape-shifting abilities were at their best at this moment, trying to transform into a light bird and quickly lift into the air to leave the impending disaster.

However, at the moment when he almost escaped success.

Boom –

A loud bang erupted behind him like thunder.

A huge wave of qi swept all around, and this force was so powerful that even Serra, who was transforming in the air, could not resist it, and his flight trajectory was violently overturned, and his body rolled uncontrollably.

The explosion was far more powerful than Sierra had expected, and it was clear that this was no ordinary vehicle explosion, and that it must have been equipped with highly effective explosives.

All of this points to the fact that the Authority not only used the intelligence network to ambush itself with precision, but also intended to eliminate him in one fell swoop.

Struggling in the air, Sierra was shocked and frightened, the immediacy and brutality of the attack was beyond his expectations, they had become accustomed to the powerlessness of the Honkai Authority, which had been established just a few months earlier.

As the sixth core institution of the kingdom of heaven, the Authority is weak and weak, and everyone regards this institution, which attracts a large number of disabled secular people, as a charity established by the kingdom of heaven in an attempt to secularize, as a soft persimmon that has not yet developed.

The Authority's ability to become the Big Three of the New World and the New Alliance is entirely for the sake of his father's heavenly kingdom, so it is against all the forces of the New World to the Authority.

This situation did not improve slightly until the Fourth Sword Bearer of the Heavenly Kingdom announced that he would enter the Authority's headquarters and become the head of the Authority.

Everyone knows that this newly ascended celestial supernova is going to make drastic changes to the areas under the jurisdiction of the Authority, and he will definitely try to impose the 'human supremacism' of the Celestial Kingdom in the New World.

So a lot of people in Hell's Kitchen are getting honest in stages, but they're just afraid of the wielders of the mighty power.

It's just that I'm afraid of that mighty power, and for the alien races, and even the worlds, none of them will willingly succumb to the demons and obey the abyss.

How can angels decide what to do with our lives? Decide how to distribute the benefits that are already ours?

What are you kidding, the kingdom of heaven is only strong, not invincible!

That's what most young aliens, including Sierra Change, think.

In the prediction, the Authority's lord will have to endure for at least a few months to stabilize his power before he can do anything to Hell's Kitchen and the Nexus.

And he thinks that he can use his ability and wisdom during this time to maintain a cooperative relationship with the Esoteric Cult and the Emetic Cultivators without going against the interests of the family, and then they will join forces to win over all the Hub forces and alien races in Hell's Kitchen, followed by the twenty-five Abnormal States, the Merchant Guild of the Junction Lands, and the Golden Court of the Realms behind the Nexus Chaebol......

Take advantage of the general trend to put pressure on the Authority and make the authorities of the Authority compromise!

His idea was very good, as is the case with young people, and it was not wishful thinking.

The people of the entire Federation are only afraid that the Heavenly Angels will collectively go crazy, so they will allow the Authority and the Fourth Sword Bearer of Heaven to settle in Addisi.

Isolation of Celestialism in the Federation is politically correct behavior in the New World, and everyone will try to put pressure on the Authority and the one behind him.

It was a silent game, and the most wrong thing Serra did in this game was that he overestimated himself.

In the eyes of the Authority, he was just a "gift list" that was casually crossed out by the adult.

At this moment, the blazing pain caused by the explosion coming from behind burned Serra's back like a thousand needles piercing, and his bird's transformation attempt was ruthlessly interrupted at this moment.

Unable to maintain any form in pain, he turned into an amorphous green liquid that dripped onto the ground.

This extreme pain and loss of control of his body was something that Serra rarely experienced, and he had always been comfortable with Transfiguration, but now he was forced into such an unbearable situation.

As he struggled to reassemble his form, Serra caught a glimpse of several burly men wearing strange facial masks slowly approaching him.

The expressions on these masks are distorted and sarcastic, making people shudder at first glance.

Two of them, in particular, wore special knuckles that shimmered with a ghostly light on their hands.

When these people approached, without any hesitation or pause, they smashed the sealed finger tiger in their hands into Serra's liquid form.

Bump –

The moment the Knuckle Tiger touched Serra, a sharp pain that was stronger than the pain caused by the explosion penetrated every inch of his "muscles", and the intense pain instantly swept through Serra's entire existence, this pain far exceeded the physical damage, it went straight to the depths of his soul.

Serra felt her entire area of the struck convulsions, and what was even more terrifying was that he found that his form had been forcibly immobilized in the unbearable pain. The effect of the Sealed Knuckle was unmistakable, immobilizing his otherwise flowing liquid body into an "humanoid" green object that could not be transformed.

As this last consciousness was about to fade, his gaze was fixed on the masked man who was the leader. The man was a burly man with two striking horns on his head, a feature that stood out in Serra's blurred vision, and he realized that this figure was no ordinary character.

Just as Serra tried to concentrate the last of her consciousness to analyze the situation in front of her, the other party clapped her hands lightly, as if this action was some kind of signal.

Immediately, invisible ripples were formed in the air, like stones thrown into still water, and the ripples scattered.

As the ripples spread, a weapon appeared that seemed both familiar and unfamiliar to Sierra - the Authority's blaster.

The tension reached its peak.

Everyone in the circle was holding a blaster in their hands, a high-tech weapon that looked especially threatening in the dark.

Their target was the amorphous, jelly-like "humanoid" creature in front of them, unable to transform under the influence of the Sealed Knuckle, and could only face the impending attack in this helpless form.

"Do it."

With an order, everyone pulled the trigger almost simultaneously, and the blaster began to fire.

Bumper Bumper –

Bumper Bumper –

The fire bloomed in the air, like fireworks, but with a sense of destruction.

The blast exploded on the "humanoid" creature, sending sparks flying and the sound deafening.

The attack lasted nearly a minute, and during the entire process, the immobilized Serra could not escape, and could only wait for the end in agony.

The Horn-Masked Man at the head appeared unusually calm in this violent scene, and he looked down at his watch, as if counting the time.

Then, he looked up at Serra, who had died in an "accident", with an expression on his face that was difficult to see.

He gently motioned for his men to take action, and the operators around him immediately understood his intentions.

They walked towards the ruined vehicle, which had been swept away by the blast and was only left with a flaming frame, which had witnessed the brutality of the attack and was now Serra's final resting place.

Without hesitation, the operators carefully placed Serra, riddled with bullet marks and no longer showing any signs of life, in the car, as if in an absurd funeral.

In the firelit ruins, a dramatic scene quietly unfolded.

Inside the burning vehicle, known as the "accident man", he was placed in the driver's seat at this moment, and his body was no longer recognizable, only the silhouette of being engulfed by the flames remained.

Flames licked at his wreckage, and everything around him was immersed in this catastrophic tragedy.

The entire car was completely engulfed in flames, becoming the brightest focal point of the ruins.

The blazing light of the fire jumped, staining everything around it with an orange-red glow.

Black smoke rises and blends with the night to create an apocalyptic picture.

Flames licked every nook and cranny of the vehicle, mercilessly destroying every part of the vehicle, the windows had been shattered, the paint of the body had been burned black, and the original color and shape were no longer recognizable.

The firelight reflected on the faces of the people around them, casting a beating shadow, adding a sense of weirdness and horror to this sudden disaster

At this moment, Special Operator Qingniu stood not far away, and he looked at his watch again, and time seemed to become extremely heavy at this moment.

He said in a deep voice: "There are 17 more, and this operation must be completed by seven o'clock." ”

His voice was calm, but every word was like a hammer.

Qingniu's gaze swept over the surrounding team members, and continued: "The aftermath is in charge of the Bright Moon Rabbit, they will curb the spread of intelligence, and we only need to complete the work before seven o'clock. ”

The aftermath of the aftermath that Bright Moon Rabbit and his team are responsible for not only dealing with the traces at the scene, but also ensuring that the operation does not attract too much attention from the outside world.

This is the first operation of the Authority task force, so there must be no room for error in every detail.

And Qingniu and his team members, as the direct executors of this operation, must accurately hit the remaining targets within the specified time to ensure the smooth progress of the entire operation.

This is the Authority's first gift to a "friend" and requires unusually grand treatment.